Karaoké Like My Father Jax

I wanna come home to roses and dirty little notes on Post-its

And when my hair starts turning gray he'll say I'm like a fine wine better with age

I guess I learned it from my parents that true love starts with friendship

A kiss on the forehead

A date night

Fake an apology after a fight

I need a man who's patient and kind

Gets out of the car and holds the door

I wanna slow dance in the living room like we're eighteen at senior prom and grow

Old with someone who makes me feel young

I need a man who loves me like my father loves my mom

I want a road trip in the summers

I wanna make fun of each other

I wanna rock out to Billy Joel and flip our kids off when they call us old

He'll accidentally burn our dinner and let me be the scrabble winner

And when my body changes shapes

He'll say Oh my God you look hot today

I need a man who's patient and kind

Gets out of the car and holds the door

I wanna slow dance in the living room like we're eighteen at senior prom and grow

Old with someone who makes me feel young

I need a man who loves me like my father loves my mom

And if he lives up to my father maybe he could teach our daughter

What it takes to love a queen

She should know, she's royalty

I need a man who's patient and kind

Gets out of the car and holds the door

I wanna slow dance in the living room like we're eighteen at senior prom and grow

Old with someone who makes me feel young

I need a man who loves me like my father loves my mom

I need a man who loves me like my father loves my mom